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Short story
Prompt: "i've lost a child and i see her dancing in my dreams, catching memories in jam jars, filled with fireflies."
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I wish I had the script of lifethat way I'd know I'm saying things rightIf I was to f**k my wordsthe director could just screamCUT.
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Tempered voices halted if only for a daycalmness though was never to be relied upon.The silence held my scream as it echoed throughout my soulfrustrat..
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Higher Daddy, push harder, DaddyI want to reach the skySwinging high in the breezeimagining I could flyThat's when you told me alldreams could come tr..
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Escaping darkened clouds of scorn and innuendos,I'm met with silence, as I look upon a new horizon.Boats filled with doubt now drift away with the bre..
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Drunk again last night , she tried once more to drown her emotions, but her emotions refused surrender. They grow only stronger, fighting back with a ..
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Only her toes showed, painted blue poking through the sand, she thought it odd, crisp white sand, tainted blue. She gathered time in her hands and let..
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I lay my head upon your pillow, I don't feel the warmth of you there anymore, and your clothes hang in the cupboard gathering dust. The birds sing son..
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No gallery opening, this was her private roomthe choreography, for her alone.She painted the walls the colour of her damaged heart,Black and blue, dep..
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Daybreak came before sleep could ever be interrupted, she had watched the night sky with darkened thoughts all night. Her eyes lids heavy with layered..
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